Seeing An Lan's outrageous remarks, Chen Yi's face darkened.
No need to guess—this bastard had definitely been indulging in some exotic pleasures again!
If he dared to fool around in such a serious setting, who knew what he got up to in private?
From their very first meeting, Chen Yi had known he was no good.
With hollow cheeks and sunken eyes, An Lan was supposedly a renowned healing priest, yet his body was absurdly frail.
What, did a few days of practicing the domineering "Great Devouring Heaven Art" make him think he was hot stuff again?
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Having fun?]
On a certain kinky bed, An Lan, who had just cleaned up, immediately broke into a cold sweat, shivering uncontrollably.
Oh shit!
The group admin was pissed!
He should’ve stopped earlier—why couldn’t he control himself?!
[Unemployed God of Light: Admin, let me explain! I can justify this!]
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: What you do is your business. I only care about results. Fail the evaluation, and your account gets banned for a year. Fail again, and you’re kicked from the group.]
Every word struck like a dagger.
An Lan was genuinely terrified now.
He’d always thought the admin was easygoing, a fellow transmigrator with shared hometown ties, which had emboldened him to let loose a little.
But only now did he realize—this admin wasn’t some pushover. He was a Tribulation Transcension expert who weathered heavenly strikes for fun!
Who knew what horrors he’d endured to reach such heights? Would someone like him even care about a flimsy bond like shared origins?
Without proving his worth, he’d be discarded without a second thought.
At this realization, An Lan’s pupils contracted. He yanked up his pants and bolted, hastily typing a reply in the group chat.
[Unemployed God of Light: Reporting in, Admin—my situation’s unstable. Ever since you caused that ruckus last time, the God of Light has re-emerged, ordering all churches to hunt down "otherworldly demon spies" infiltrating the realm!
My humble chapel received the directive, and they even sent a third-rank Holy Light Enforcer to supervise. I know they’re looking for me, but without your orders, I didn’t dare expose myself. So I’ve been playing along, inspecting every town and village in the county daily.
If you need me to trigger a help quest, I’m ready to self-destruct anytime!
As for my combat power growth these past two weeks… I’m ashamed. With the enforcer watching, I couldn’t practice other techniques. Progress was pitiful—only from 12,000 to 13,000. I’ve failed you, Admin.]
"Tsk."
Chen Yi sighed, his irritation fading.
No matter what, An Lan had been the first to pledge loyalty to him.
Back when the group was new, two of the three members distrusted him as the rookie admin. Only An Lan had risked his life to trigger that first help quest.
It had been Group 108’s inaugural mission—no one knew what to expect. Even with Chen Yi’s 900 million combat power, life was a one-time deal. Who’d gamble like that?
Chen Yi remembered that debt. As long as An Lan didn’t betray him, he’d always have a place here—no matter how much of a mess he was.
The expulsion threat? Just tough love.
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Given the circumstances, I’ll let this evaluation slide. Next time, hit the mark—or face the consequences.]
"Huh?!" An Lan’s gloomy eyes lit up.
He’d braced for a scolding, but it was all bark and no bite?
Who the hell said the admin was ruthless?!
Clowning myself here!
Slap!
He smacked himself hard, vowing to castrate himself if he ever succumbed to lust again.
[Unemployed God of Light: Don’t worry, Admin—next evaluation, I’ll blow you away!]
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Good. Aside from a few slackers, most hit their targets this time. Keep it up.]
[Admin sent a 360,000-point red envelope.]
[‘I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice’ grabbed 50,000 points.]
[‘Unemployed God of Light’ grabbed 70,000 points.]
[...]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice: Thanks, Admin!]
[Thanks, Admin!] +6
Still muted, Liu Ruyan could only watch and seethe, cursing the "dog admin" inwardly.
[TMD the Heavenly Tribulation is Still Chasing Me: Listen up. Here’s the plan:
1. Fang Zheng, hold off on provoking the Supreme Being. Let them recover—fatten them up first.
2. Zhao Gao, go harass the protagonist. Once the help quest triggers, Fang Zheng takes over. You split rewards 70-30.
3. Xiao Chunan, retrieve your clan’s treasure and use it as bait. Lure the big fish, then standby for my signal.
4. An Lan, lay low and wait.
5. Chen Bo, keep lying low.
The rest of you, train harder.]
[I Really Don’t Want to Be a Sacrifice: Understood!]
[Villain Seeking Redemption: Understood!]
[Understood] +5
Muted Liu Ruyan: You bastard!
Soon, the members sprang into action, their statuses going offline one by one.
Meanwhile, in the Illusory Star Secret Realm, Chen Yi prepped his avatar.
This trip wasn’t just for quests and points—he needed to scout teammates with rapid growth potential. That might require a… friendly chat with local heavenly laws.
Quest rewards were peanuts. The real prize was assembling three 30 million+ combat power allies to unlock the Exorcism Dungeon.
At the same time…
Azure Sky Continent, Sacred Void Sect, Enforcement Hall.
"Zhou Zheng, you know what to say to the sect leader, right? Remember those pretty little sisters of yours. Don’t think just because they’re at the Saintess Peak, we can’t reach them."
An enforcement elder whispered menacingly in Zhou Zheng’s ear.
Zhou Zheng remained expressionless, even calmly replying, "Relax. I know my lines. Just watch the show."
esick Sect? Well, at least it's considered a respectable orthodox sect. Wait a minute— What kind of vibe are you all giving off? Shouldn’t this be a love-struck, romance-obsessed sect? Why does everyone here sound more like demonic cultivators? "Master, today he’s getting married. This disciple wishes to descend the mountain and crash the wedding, then toy with him to death right in front of his wife..." "Elder, I only got into your sect through connections, so why won’t you teach me anything?" "Because I also became an elder through connections." Thankfully, Su Ji was just an outer sect labor disciple. Surely, nothing too crazy would— "Junior Brother, you’ve broken through to Qi Refining. Once you sever your useless spiritual root, you can officially become an outer sect disciple." "The Great Dao is merciless. Don’t let a worthless spiritual root waste your essence and spirit, hindering your cultivation." Is this really the Lovesick Sect? ... Three years later, Su Ji sat in the seat of the Lovesick Sect’s sect master, sighing with emotion. His rise to this position all started when his junior sister adamantly insisted on preserving his "spiritual root." "Mmm... Senior Brother, what’s our relationship now?" "Stop talking. Keep going." "By the way, that newly promoted top-tier sect—didn’t they come to buy our Love Beans?" "One top-grade spirit stone per Love Bean—is that really so expensive?" "I suspect they’ve eaten too many Love Beans." "Now they’re lovesick." Well, this really is the Lovesick Sect after all.
g Yu was preparing for retirement when her organization decided to eliminate her. She transmigrated to a zombie apocalypse world. However, a tiny unexpected situation occurred: She somehow transformed into an adorable little girl?!
Cheng's father told him he was getting remarried—to a wealthy woman. Cao Cheng realized his time had finally come: he was about to become a second-generation rich kid. Sure, it might be a watered-down version, but hey, at least he'd have status now, right? The wealthy woman also had four daughters!! Which meant, starting today, Cao Cheng gained four stunning older sisters?? But that wasn't even the whole story... "My name is Cao Cheng—'Cheng' as in 'honest, smooth-talking gentleman'!"
reezy rom-com) Good news: Jiang Liu is quite the ladies' man. Bad news: He’s lost his memory. Lying in a hospital bed, Jiang Liu listens to a parade of goddesses spouting "absurd claims," feeling like the world is one giant game of Werewolf. "Jiang Liu, I’m your first love." "Jiang Liu, you’re my boyfriend—she’s your ex." "Jiang Liu, we’re close friends who’ve shared a bed, remember?" "Jiang Liu, I want to have your baby." The now-lucid Jiang Liu is convinced this must be some elaborate scam... until someone drops the bombshell: "The day before you lost your memory, you confessed your feelings—and got into a relationship." Jiang Liu is utterly baffled. So... who the hell is his actual girlfriend?! ... Before recovering his memories, Jiang Liu must navigate this minefield of lies and sincerity, fighting to protect himself from these women’s schemes. But things spiral even further out of control as more people show up at his doorstep—each with increasingly unhinged antics. On the bright side, the memories he lost due to overwhelming trauma seem to be resurfacing. Great news, right? So why are they all panicking now?
